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Chapter 77 Miradria, the City Beneath the Cliff

Miladria.

Just from the name, you can tell that it is a city named after a saint.

Looking down at the city below the towering cliffs, a city even larger than Elcia, the marble colonnades and pediments remained pristine white under the moonlight... It was very similar to the architectural style of Cretia, which made Mirad somewhat dazed.

"Wasn't this place... just a small village made up of the remnants of Creteia?"

The Demon Queen used her Demon Eye to petrify the entire territory of Creteia and all its inhabitants, bringing about the destruction of this small country that was famous for its sculptors, debaters, and athletes.

However, for various reasons, a considerable number of Creteans remain in foreign lands. Many, after learning the devastating news of their nation's destruction, still cling to hope, waiting for aid from friendly nations to remove the petrification.

With such faint hope, they gathered in the white wasteland and built their first house.

More and more people from the former country came upon hearing the news, and the settlement began to take shape.

They bestowed the name of the hero who defeated the demon king upon this small settlement, hoping that under his protection, families could return, friends could reunite, and lovers could return to their arms.

…They will be able to set foot on their homeland again.

Mirad died more than a few years after slaying Medusa, and when he awoke and rushed here from the church, the village built by the survivors had already grown to a considerable size.

The villagers surrounded him, asking him about his well-being and inquiring about when they would be allowed to set foot on the wasteland... even just to see their loved ones petrified would be enough.

Since then, every time he has died and been reborn, he would always return here to take a look whenever he had free time.

People will always remember him and ask the question that their parents never got an answer to.

Lord Milad, when will we be able to return to our homeland?

But he only brought bad news each time.

A thousand years have passed, and he has not found a single word about Miradria in the history books. He thought that this small settlement had long been buried in the soil by the passage of time, but he never expected that it had not only developed to this extent, but that the entire city had also fallen into the demon realm.

No wonder it cannot be found in historical records.

Looking at the distant city, Siolitta said proudly, "The Church's front line has shrunk all the way to the White Wasteland... With our help, and after hundreds of years of expansion, this scale is perfectly normal, Lord Mirad."

"Lord Mirad... welcome back. A thousand years have passed, yet you remain as radiant as ever."

The lead gargoyle stepped out from the welcoming procession; her face, hairstyle, and even her clothing were typical of Cretia.

There is no doubt that her original statue was sculpted based on the inhabitants of Creteia.

“You are one of the statues sculpted by Alexander? He has so many works that I can’t remember them all, sorry.”

Mirad narrowed his eyes. Alexander was one of the original residents of the village. As a sculptor, he couldn't accept his wife's departure, so he gave up his work sculpting statues for the church and moved to Miradria. He was depressed all day long and sculpted a stone statue of his wife to find some solace.

He remembered it very clearly. Because when he returned to Miladria later, the solitary sculptor had already been buried in the cliff face in accordance with the newly emerging burial style of Miladria.

"Yes, I'm glad you remember me, and also remember him who pulled me out of the thick rock,"

The monster bowed slightly, its body made of rock yet its movements were as agile as a real person's. "You may call me... 'Dedicated to Theano'."

She pointed to her cheek, where a line of small words was clearly etched: "Dedicated to my wife Theano"...signed Alexander.

"...Very interesting."

Mirad looked away. He knew that the cause of the gargoyles was not so simple, but there was no point in investigating it now.

"Stop dawdling, Lord Mirad, everyone is waiting for you!"

Hiolitta gently nudged Mirad's lower back, "To welcome your arrival, the city has prepared quite a few welcoming ceremonies!"

Coincidentally, he was also quite interested in how Miradria had developed into what it is today.

At least in appearance, the distant city bore a striking resemblance to the Cretia capital of his memory.

…If it weren't for the sheer number of monsters, Mirad would have thought he had returned to Cretia.

On the way to the city, he saw many monster couples who were setting up camp and having a picnic on the grass outside the city. The style of the tents was clearly the same one that Hiolitta had used before.

Now she finally has a conclusion about where she gets her goods... Unfortunately, Mirad has no desire to know this.

Led by the gargoyle welcoming party, they entered the city without any hindrance.

The monsters in the city seem to be mainly gargoyles, but there are also quite a few golems and giant ants mixed in, and occasionally you can see solidified demon spirits wandering around the streets.

…The earth element in the air is indeed very active. The earth element, which should express a solid and heavy nature, is as active in this city as yellow sand blown by the wind.

"It's been so long since I've been back to Miradria... The last time I was here was four or five years ago~"

Hiolitta darted ahead, taking in the white city with great interest.

The Stone City truly lives up to its name. Almost all the buildings along the street are constructed of pure white marble. Even in the demon world, an environment supposedly reserved for monsters, this supposedly sacred building material cannot remain untouched. The colonnades and pediments, originally reserved only for the main church, have become commonplace. However, the content of the reliefs is no longer the creation myth of the main god, but has been replaced with more outrageous content befitting the demon world.

Everywhere you look, there are bold and unrestrained statues standing along the streets, showcasing the sculptor's boundless love and passion for the process of life's creation. Occasionally, monster couples will gather around these rather indecently posed statues, pointing and whispering with knowing smiles.

"They're discussing their evening activities. Strolling casually through the streets of Miradria with your loved one, the pose of the statue you see when you stop... that's your lucky pose for the night! It's said that if you use that pose for a social gathering, your chances of conceiving will be much higher!"

Hiolitta seemed to know the place inside and out, but Mirad wasn't listening at all.

He saw the white bells hanging from the colonnade.

When there is a funeral, Creteans hang pure white bells under windows or above doors. When the wind blows, the ethereal sound will echo inside the house, and elders will tell the younger generation with a smile that it is the deceased ringing the doorbell, wanting to return to their old home to see their loved ones.

Now, colonnades, once only used by nobles, have become common, and pure white bells have been hung beneath them.

More than 1,300 years ago, he strolled through Miradria, where every household had the sound of white bells jingling in front of their doors, and the whole village would ring incessantly when the wind blew.

And the same is true of Miradria today.

A gust of wind blew by, and the familiar sounds rang out once more.

The entire city fell silent, and the laughter of the monster couple ceased. They closed their eyes and listened as the sound of bells gradually echoed through the streets, bringing the greetings of their ancestors to everyone in the city.

(End of this chapter)